Workaholic

Chapter 31

Sky Arena.

The service lady at the front desk gave the young man wearing a peaked cap a viewing ticket for floors above 200.

The Sky Arena is the place where the most people came before. This building has a total of about 230 floors, and it keeps going up by fighting. , the more exciting it is, the number 100 and 200 is the watershed of Sky Arena.

Every contestant after the 100th floor is a person with the ability to read.

There are no exceptions, because exceptions are dead.

Ordinary people cannot survive in it.

And the 200th floor is the watershed between those with the ability to read. The price of the 200th floor can be said to be several times higher than that of the 100th floor. Ryan used up all the cash he found from the explosive gun and exchanged for a thin ticket.

The auditorium was already full of people, and everyone seemed to be full of enthusiasm and ambition for this game, expecting to win with their bets, so as to make a lot of money and squander it for a while.

Ryan looked at the ring, and there were two names and avatars on the big screen.

"Welcome everyone to the Sky Arena! Here are the most exciting fights, the best players! Here is the battle of passion and blood!" The voice of the female anchor was impassioned: "Let us finally welcome the long-awaited two player."

The curtain slowly opened, and two figures appeared in the public's field of vision.

"Spready red hair, sophisticated magic, this is our ace player—Magician Hisoka!"

"Still close to 100% winning rate! He is the undefeated king of the arena!"

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The magician dressed as a clown had narrow eyes and showed a dangerous smile at the narrator.

"Um... look at our other contestant!" The commentator immediately changed the topic: "Rota Baroque from the 204th floor! He is a contestant famous for his speed. It is said that as long as he is in his eyes, everything will change." Very slow, and usually solves his opponent with extremely fast speed! The current record is 4:78 games! So what will be the result today? Let us wait and see!"

Game start!

Rota Baroque looked at the clown in front of him with an ugly expression.Look for weaknesses, but hardly ever see them.

He initiated this challenge first, but he didn't know that the well-dressed man was the magician Hisoka!Otherwise, he would not go to provoke the other party.

"Huh? Are you ignorant~" The magician's voice came from behind: "If you don't care, you will die a miserable death~"

Rota Baroque's hair stood on end for a moment, and he immediately activated his mental power to directly transfer to other positions.

And his original position has already had two playing cards cut on it.

The magician clown looked at him with a smile.

No, no, nothing will happen, this time is a limited time game.Rota Baroque thought in a hurry that he had already stepped on the point.Most of the positions on the ring were marked by him as much as possible. As long as he dodged seriously and lasted until the end of the game, he would definitely survive.

Another round of attacks!

"As expected of [Moving Rota]! As usual, I escaped all the attacks of Mr. Magician! But it looks very difficult. After all, Rota players have not launched an offensive so far. Is there any reason for the restriction? him?"

The magician's several poker attacks were in vain, Hisoka narrowed his eyes, his expression seemed a little bored.

"If you only know how to dodge, you will be judged as a rotten apple." The magician dressed as a clown spoke in a frivolous and dangerous tone.

Rota has already started to sweat coldly. In the world invisible to ordinary people, the magician's thought power is soaring at a terrifying speed. The purple-red thought power is full of coercion and killing intent, making it almost impossible to move.

Only at this time did he truly feel the terror of this man.

Such a terrifying mind pressure - this is simply not something he can resist!

No, no, Rota quickly dodged, and he moved to a dead corner on the arena stage.But the poker cards were quickly cut to the position he reached, as if they had eyes.

"Is this the magic of a magician! It's really wonderful! The playing cards deviate from the original track strangely!"

The narrator's voice is cadenced.There were also bursts of exclamations from the audience.

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It's not magic.

Ryan looked at the dazzling poker cards that seemed to be flying in the sky without any rules.

From his perspective, each playing card is connected by a thin red line, and the source of the connection is the magician Hisoka who is standing there without moving.

Rota kept moving quickly, but the playing cards seemed to lock him, and at the next position he planned to move, a playing card had already cut into the ground, making Rota break out in a cold sweat.

My location was found? !How can it be! ?Could it be that the other party will predict the future! ?

His head was already covered with sweat, and his face was pale.

No no no, no.He had already stepped on a little bit, he glanced at the recorder, more than ten minutes had passed now, but in Rota's eyes, it seemed like an hour.Under the high-intensity usage, he already felt a little overdrawn.

"Does it feel like a tie this time?" Some audience members were already whispering.

"After all, Rota's speed is really fast, and the two seem to be on par."

"Then my money is in vain? I stole a lot of money from Hisoka."

"I think Rota will not be able to support it, right?"

It's not the reason why I can't support it.

The black-haired young man looked at the two people in the arena and thought to himself.

That man will die.

Rota was fixed in place, looking in horror at the countless dense red thoughts around him, he could hardly stop trembling, facing the fear of death, he was about to die.

Why?when?He watched in horror, thinking of the intertwined red lines chasing him. The function of the playing cards before was not to kill him at all, but to lock his own mark point!

All the marking points are fully occupied, like a knife line, as long as he moves, he will be mercilessly split in two by the sharp line of thought!

"Wow~ you lost, it's really a bad apple, from the very beginning you have no intention of fighting for it~" Hisoka's voice sounded.

Rota shouted uncontrollably, he was about to die and could hardly control his behavior.

No, no, he can't die, the man suddenly wrapped all his mind ability around himself and his fists, and used the last [Speed] ability to rush towards the magician's position.

Go for it!

Hisoka's long and narrow golden eyes were raised slightly, and the corner of his mouth showed an arc.

"Ah~ Are you going to work hard on this?"

"What a pity."

The red thread shrank and tightened.

Red petals splash, petals.

petal.Rota looked at his arms and chest.

Rose petals as red as blood were constantly flying with the wind of movement, and his heart and arms disappeared.

"Well~" The magician said happily to the audience as if the performance was successful: "Look, they all turned into flower petals and disappeared☆"

Rota fell to the ground without blood, his limbs and heart turned into petals, the corners of his eyes were torn, and there was no life in his pupils.

The auditorium was silent for three seconds, and then, enthusiastic shouts and cheers broke out. Occasionally, a few people who bought the wrong stock cursed their own mistakes and the opponent's disappointment. No one cared about the dead contestant. .

Amidst the excited cheers, a few people came up and pulled it out like garbage.

There is no need to keep things that have no value.

Clown... magician?

Ryan looked at each other, with red hair, still a little uncertain.

Hisoka stood there for a while and then left. This time the battle can be said to be quite boring.

"Hello, sir, can you wait a minute?"

Someone stopped him, and the magician dressed as a clown turned around.

"Huh~?"

It was an ordinary person who didn't read, Hisoka looked away boredly, and asked casually, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's a bit important to me, and it might be presumptuous to you." The young man said, "Can I ask, have you ever dyed your hair green?"

"Dye it~" The clown replied with a smile.

The young man was slightly entangled: "Then do you wear a purple suit? Have you ever bombed a building? Do you like to train some talents with special talents in a certain aspect?"

"Is there any one of you who likes to wear black night clothes, is rich, can fight, is quite smart, and seems to be obsessed with some things."

"And always regarded the other party as his opponent, thinking about killing him one day, but never succeeded."

"Excuse me, do you meet the above points?" The young man asked: "Actually, I don't remember clearly, but it is indeed like this in my impression, probably."

"Ah, you know me very well~"

"I like growing big apples the most~ Delicious apples are always tempting to fruit farmers~" Hisoka said lightly:

"I also have a purple suit, but I don't wear it often~"

As for the opponent... Is it Xiao Yi?The magician puffed up his cheeks slightly. There is no way around it. Every time he fights with Il fans, he always blackmails himself severely. The last time he lost, he was almost left with only his underpants. The team leader also likes it. Black clothes, but they are basically spent as soon as they are in hand. If you pay attention to collectibles, it seems that you don’t have much money...

"You know me so well, do you have any intentions?" The magician narrowed his eyes and smiled at the ordinary people in front of him.

"You are very courageous~"

Does it basically match everything?There shouldn't be two people who are so similar, with such surprisingly bad taste, wearing purple suits.Ryan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then made an instant decision.

"Mr. Hisoka? Please be careful," Ryan said seriously, "I'm going to challenge you."

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The magician Hisoka recently met a strange young man who seemed to have a problem with himself. He first asked himself a lot of questions, and then challenged himself.

What about an ordinary person~

"Huh? Do you want to read to him?" After all, ordinary people die all at once, they are too fragile.

Is it an enemy?

But Hisoka, who was full of enemies, didn't feel the other party's killing intent at all.It's true, there is no killing intent at all.

Could it be a killer like Xiao Yi?

Xiaoyi's murderous aura is really well hidden. Sometimes Hisoka is unaware of his murderous aura. This is something that troubles him every time. After all, it would be too bad if he accidentally got caught. up.

The nights of the metropolis are always full of energy, especially in this place where everything is dark and bloody, the red light district and the dark area are naturally indispensable, and the people in the bar are dancing wildly, looking for their own romance.

"Have a cup of cappuccino." The enchantingly dressed woman sat on a chair at the bar like a water snake, and beside her was a handsome man with red hair and full of hormonal charm.

The woman with long black hair attracted the attention of countless men as soon as she sat down, and they couldn't stop looking at her beautiful face and chest.

"Sir, your wine." The waiter put the glass full of amber liquid in front of the red-haired man, and began to mix the coffee.

"Xiao Yi~" The man's long and narrow eyes raised up: "Are you not drinking today?"

Under the horrified eyes of the waiter, the big black-haired beauty with protruding fronts and backwards spit out a male voice without the slightest ups and downs:

"I have a mission tonight."

"You might be interested."

Il fan, male gender, the eldest son of a professional assassin who beat the enemy Hakka, a gold medalist in the assassin world, at this moment, this beautiful female face showed no expression at all.

And the person opposite him dressed like a dog is the magician Hisoka who likes to paint his face.

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"It's a mission related to Kuroro." Seeing that Hisoka didn't intend to ask, he had to take the initiative to ask, thinking about how to get the other party to give him intelligence fees.

"Oh? Leader★" Hisoka's expression really showed some interest: "What do you think of this? The leader doesn't notify me every time he goes out on a mission. Anyway, I'm also the number four of the brigade. It's too much."

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Cut, bullshit number four.

Yi Ermi was expressionless, watching Hisoka took a sip of wine, then seemed to notice something, and kept staring at him.

"Huh? Why does Xiao Yi keep staring at me? Did he fall in love with me suddenly?" Hisoka asked with a smile, shaking the liquid in his hand: "Want to have a sip of wine?"

"No." Yiermi refused flatly.

"I'm not interested in drinking laxatives."

"Drink it slowly by yourself."

Hisoka smiled.

Hisoka:? ? ?

excuseme?

small theater

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bar.

Yier fan: "Why did you let your hair down, did you run out of hairspray?"

Il fan: "Has anyone ever told you that you look more distinctive when your hair stands up?"

Hisoka: "Eh~ Really☆? Are you praising me, Xiao Yi~"

"It's so rare☆"

Yiermi (big eyes): "Of course, I never talk nonsense."

Il fans: Stupid Hisoka, when two people are together, one must be ugly to bring out the peerless beauty of the other.

Oh, I really don't know anything about aesthetics.

hunter examination room

The grotesque Ji Taraku and his companion are full of □ Hisoka clowns. The two are unique in temperament and play poker.

Passerby a (whispering): "The one with the screw on his face...is he really human? He looks too scary..."

Passerby b: "Stop talking, they've already seen it... what the hell!!!"

The author has something to say: I can’t take it anymore, why can’t two rows be empty to indicate the division?

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